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material, and she felt a pang at the thought that she wasn’t
actually going to fuck him. Not this time. But as he’d confessed all the
outfits were his on a permanent basis, the possibilities for future naughtiness
were endless.
Sweeping her tongue against his, she enjoyed teasing and
tormenting him, stimulating his cock through his outfit while she sucked and
nibbled at his bottom lip. Then she pulled his tongue into her mouth, mimicking
fellatio. Almost instantly, his shaft grew even harder. Grinning to herself,
Reese moved away, then put her true plan into action.
Moving up the bed, she swung a leg over Zach’s head, giving
him a spectacular view. “Now, Captain Rogers,” she said, keeping some space
between his face and her pussy, “if you really want to please a girl in bed,
it’s not just about penetrative sex. You have to make her come, at any cost,
and a great way to do that is via oral sex.”
Looking down past the curves of her breasts and her belly,
she saw wide eyes peering back up at her. Allowing a small smile to emerge, she
continued, “This is where you use your mouth to pleasure the woman. Kiss her
down there, lick her, nibble her—gently mind!—suck her. Listen to the noises
she makes, notice how she moves, how wet she becomes. It’ll help you figure out
what she likes and what she doesn’t. When you find something that really makes
her moan, don’t you stop until she climaxes all over your handsome face, all
right?”
An emphatic nod.
“Good boy. Now I’m going to lower myself down so you can
reach me. Have at it, and see if you can make me come.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Christ, it turned her on when he called her that. Perhaps
she’d have to request that phrase on a more regular basis, with or without the
Captain America outfit.
She shuffled her legs apart carefully, finding a position
that was both comfortable for her and would allow Zach to eat her pussy without
suffocating. Before long she’d found that position, and clung to the headboard
as his tongue poked out and began to explore her folds.
“Ooh,” she said, huffing out a heavy breath. “That’s it,
Cap, lick me.”
Zach feigned inexperience for a while, tentatively licking
and nibbling at her as she’d commanded, getting into a repetitive motion each
time she made a fuss. Before long, though, it was clear that he was so into
giving her head that he’d forgotten all about their roleplay. His true skillset
had appeared, and Reese gripped the headboard until her hands ached as her man
teased her to the very edge of her climax, then gave her an almighty shove.
“Fuck!” she yelled, following the word with a keening cry as
she shuddered and shook, remembering not to let her thighs relax. Suffocation
by cunnilingus would be an interesting way to go, for sure, but she’d miss the
man far too much.
Pleasure tumbled through her, seeping from every pore as her
pussy gripped and released on nothing. Normally she didn’t mind climaxing
without something inside her, but oddly she did now.
Throwing her leg back over Zach’s head and slumping to his
side, she pressed a kiss to his damp cheek. “Very good, Cap. Now off you trot—go
get me a blond Norse god. I could do with a hammer.”
Chapter Thirteen
Reese’s brain had gone blank. She’d been pretty inventive
with her treatment of Captain America, she thought. When it came to Thor,
though, she couldn’t think of a damn thing when it came to roleplaying. Her
dirty fantasies had pretty much always revolved around the blond hunk throwing
her down and ravishing her.
And as he entered the bedroom, she instantly decided that
was exactly what she would allow him to do. Letting out a sound that was
something like unnf, she studied him from head to foot. It may be the
same bedroom, the same bed, the same man, even, but the feel was completely
different.
He’d opted for a wig this time. After all, Thor wouldn’t
really be Thor without the flowing blond tresses, would
actually going to fuck him. Not this time. But as he’d confessed all the
outfits were his on a permanent basis, the possibilities for future naughtiness
were endless.
Sweeping her tongue against his, she enjoyed teasing and
tormenting him, stimulating his cock through his outfit while she sucked and
nibbled at his bottom lip. Then she pulled his tongue into her mouth, mimicking
fellatio. Almost instantly, his shaft grew even harder. Grinning to herself,
Reese moved away, then put her true plan into action.
Moving up the bed, she swung a leg over Zach’s head, giving
him a spectacular view. “Now, Captain Rogers,” she said, keeping some space
between his face and her pussy, “if you really want to please a girl in bed,
it’s not just about penetrative sex. You have to make her come, at any cost,
and a great way to do that is via oral sex.”
Looking down past the curves of her breasts and her belly,
she saw wide eyes peering back up at her. Allowing a small smile to emerge, she
continued, “This is where you use your mouth to pleasure the woman. Kiss her
down there, lick her, nibble her—gently mind!—suck her. Listen to the noises
she makes, notice how she moves, how wet she becomes. It’ll help you figure out
what she likes and what she doesn’t. When you find something that really makes
her moan, don’t you stop until she climaxes all over your handsome face, all
right?”
An emphatic nod.
“Good boy. Now I’m going to lower myself down so you can
reach me. Have at it, and see if you can make me come.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Christ, it turned her on when he called her that. Perhaps
she’d have to request that phrase on a more regular basis, with or without the
Captain America outfit.
She shuffled her legs apart carefully, finding a position
that was both comfortable for her and would allow Zach to eat her pussy without
suffocating. Before long she’d found that position, and clung to the headboard
as his tongue poked out and began to explore her folds.
“Ooh,” she said, huffing out a heavy breath. “That’s it,
Cap, lick me.”
Zach feigned inexperience for a while, tentatively licking
and nibbling at her as she’d commanded, getting into a repetitive motion each
time she made a fuss. Before long, though, it was clear that he was so into
giving her head that he’d forgotten all about their roleplay. His true skillset
had appeared, and Reese gripped the headboard until her hands ached as her man
teased her to the very edge of her climax, then gave her an almighty shove.
“Fuck!” she yelled, following the word with a keening cry as
she shuddered and shook, remembering not to let her thighs relax. Suffocation
by cunnilingus would be an interesting way to go, for sure, but she’d miss the
man far too much.
Pleasure tumbled through her, seeping from every pore as her
pussy gripped and released on nothing. Normally she didn’t mind climaxing
without something inside her, but oddly she did now.
Throwing her leg back over Zach’s head and slumping to his
side, she pressed a kiss to his damp cheek. “Very good, Cap. Now off you trot—go
get me a blond Norse god. I could do with a hammer.”
Chapter Thirteen
Reese’s brain had gone blank. She’d been pretty inventive
with her treatment of Captain America, she thought. When it came to Thor,
though, she couldn’t think of a damn thing when it came to roleplaying. Her
dirty fantasies had pretty much always revolved around the blond hunk throwing
her down and ravishing her.
And as he entered the bedroom, she instantly decided that
was exactly what she would allow him to do. Letting out a sound that was
something like unnf, she studied him from head to foot. It may be the
same bedroom, the same bed, the same man, even, but the feel was completely
different.
He’d opted for a wig this time. After all, Thor wouldn’t
really be Thor without the flowing blond tresses, would
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